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Part 2: Star-crossed Lovers

I’m in love, and she’s not even my species. While strolling along through the courtyard between C and D, on my usual rounds to see how the carrots and lettuce were coming along in my favorite pea patches, I met a gorgeous creature, wearing a truly stunning jacket. I stopped in my tracks, totally mesmerized, as her lovely face came close to mine. She kissed me on the nose, but seemed a bit confused.

So she sidled up next to me, and before I knew what was happening, she checked out my nether regions. Her sensitive feline nose was not picking up a predictable scent. After all, as I have told you in the past, the only people that can see me are those who are not completely normal, but this does not apply to animals. They see me just fine, but I smell odd to them.​We got to talking, and I learned that her name is Belle. Belle takes care of Polly in Building C, and wakes her up in the morning. She gets Polly out the patio door by putting her on a leash and walking her through the courtyard. She occasionally tries to catch a mouse or a bird for her human, but the leash holds her back from pouncing on perfectly good dinner fare. I can relate. I am prevented from sinking my teeth into a beautifully ripe tomato and giving it to my human. People just don’t understand.

You’d have to see this cat, Belle, to fully appreciate her beauty. She is proud of her breed – a Bi-color Seal Point Rag Doll – long-haired and mostly white, but her face is dark brown, as is her tail. I asked her if she could meet me some night by the rose arbor, but she is not allowed out after dark, and sneaking out is something she would never do.​Maybe that’s just her excuse. We could never be “an item,” as the expression goes, something that I cannot fully accept as yet. So I’d like to think of us as star-crossed lovers. Maybe in the next life, we will both be squirrels born in neighboring trees.